The incident with Avery has caused me to pent up for the past few weeks since I haven’t had sex with her.
And what happened with Willow and James had kept me stuck up in my thoughts on how to get James out of the way and make him gone for good.
That I forgot about what I needed the most for my dick.
“Woah! This is new.” Jinx applauded me with a single clap.
“Hey, Ash. What the fuck are you doing?!” Anderson panicked.
I pulled away from Willow’s lips and the second I saw Violet’s image, wishing it was all a dream, I panicked and fainted.
I slept for the fuck knows how long before I got out of bed with a pounding beat inside my head.
My head was hurting and banging like a piece of shit, and my eyes were also affected.
I shouldn’t have drank those champagnes.
Or wait a fucking second. Was it the champagne I was drinking or alcohol?
Whatever! What am I thinking?
“You are awake.” Storm moved from the door with his arms folded across his chest in his slim-fit black turtleneck, long sleeve and white jeans as he stepped forward to me.
“More like I came back from the dead.” I answered in return.
“You drank so much today. What the fuck is bothering you? You had to drink so much?”
I belched out loud. My breath was horrible. I could puke.
“Was Violet here?!” I suddenly recalled seeing her before I blacked out.
“Nope! She wasn’t.”
“But I thought I saw her or something, right?!”
“You must have dreamed about it.” He boldly mocked me.
I groaned. “I can’t believe I kissed Willow. Damn, those champagnes were too strong. I mistook her for someone else and kissed her. If Violet hears anything, I’m cooked.”
I thought it was Avery I was kissing, though.
“Here!” Storm handed me a warm cup. “It will make you sober and get over the hangover.”
“Thanks, whitehead.” I slurped the tea from the cup and it burned my upper lip. “Ahh! Ouch!”
“That’s what you get from taking a sip without blowing, stupid.”
I shook my head and blew air on it.
“Are you going home soon? Anderson’s parents will be back before you know it.”
“Yeah, I will leave here soon. I just have to keep up with the…whatever.” My eyes felt dizzy for a second. “I’m still drunk, probably.” I laughed and tried standing up. My knees gave away, and I sat back down on the bed with my tea almost spilling on me.
“Take it easy. The drink hasn’t worn off yet.” He turned away and was almost reaching out for the door.
“I almost killed James a month ago.” I voiced out, and he paused without looking back. “Even today.” I added.
“You are still obsessed with her, aren’t you?” He turned to me and moved close to me.
“Yeah, I wanna fuck her so bad and mark her as my mate.” I chuckled and drank the whole tea after a few minutes of silence and put the cup on the nightstand in Anderson’s room.
“Hmm.” Storm blankly nodded.
“I can’t stand any alpha getting close to her. I would rather kill anyone who gets in my way because it’s easier that way for me to stop them than fight them. It’s better they are gone from this world and buried six feet from the earth. Smelling their blood and tasting how warm it is afterwards. It’s amazing.”
“Why are you telling me all this?!”
“Because you are my cousin. Storm Stormclaw.” I laughed out loud.
“We’re not even that close.”
“You are just like me and it’s easier to talk to you than anyone else because we are not that close.”
“Don’t fuck with me. You are the one who doesn’t feel any pain when you kill someone.”
“Is that how you see it or something? Oh, please, don’t make me get mad at you.”
Having a conversation with my cousin is always a piece of cake and not a nutcase.
Storm rubbed his forehead. “I can see you haven’t gotten over yourself yet. I’m right outside when you need me.”
“Oh, is that so?” I laughed as he walked off and shut the door behind him. I laid my back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. “It feels good to slit someone’s throat. The butterflies it gives me when I do that.” I muttered and got up so fast from the bed to go see what was going on around here.
I heard laughter downstairs and also fixed my black turtleneck from rumbling up by patting it.
I was wearing the same brand as Storm, anyway.
I yawned and noticed the only people who were downstairs were Storm, Jinx, and Willow.
I better not cross paths with Willow yet. I don’t have the luxury to answer her unreasonable questions.
My head will hurt just from listening to her ramble on about why the hell I choose to kiss her and not anybody else.
Where was Anderson? I wondered.
I strolled to a certain room and sniffed at some strange pheromones coming from his room. Was the motherfucker in a rut?
Nope, I don’t think so because these are not his pheromones when he is in a rut.
He is bedding someone, and who could that be?
I slammed the door open and saw Anderson banging this lady in a nanny’s uniform.
Lily.
The room was comfy and incredibly warm. It smelled of sweat and pussy, and his mint pheromones.
“Yaaa! Hit me harder, Anderson. Ahhh…you are the fucking best.” She moaned. “Give me more.” She begged with tears running down her cheeks and wrapped her hands around his neck.
“I love you so much, Nanny. I love you so much, mom.” Anderson groaned with want all over his face and thrust in faster.
She’s someone in her late forties, a little too young for her age.
I’ve known her since I was a kid. I didn’t know she was sleeping with him.
What a let down!
Anderson held her in his arms, with her legs wrapped around his waist and her gown raised up to her waist.
Only her buttocks were visible.
And her white breasts popped out from her upper gown, too.
Seeing me standing at the doorway, they screamed in horror.
They both looked like they could die any moment from now. I think they wish the ground would open up and swallow them up because their looks were hilarious.
One thing about wealthy alphas like us, who were born from wealthy families and the pack, is that we become irreparably twisted.
We all have secrets we wish not to share.
She quickly got away from Anderson, dropped her gown to cover herself, and exited the room in fright.